Volume 4: Escape Chapter 17 Going to Hong Kong (Part 1)
"A-Luo, well... you see, my brother is running around everywhere now. It will be very hard to take you with him. Don't say anything yet, wait for me to finish. I opened a company in the provincial capital, and now my enemies are chasing me everywhere. I will write you a letter, and then you go to find this person according to the address. He will make arrangements for you. I will be back in a year at most. By the way, I am going to the United States, and you will definitely suffer if you follow me!" The gun captain tried his best to show his truest side. He hoped that A-Luo could follow this advice, otherwise it would be too much trouble. This time, he was tricked, and the gun captain's suspicious character meant that he could not take A-Luo with him. Thinking of being captured by the police brought by A-Luo, he was afraid that he would not be able to help killing people to vent his anger!
Luo looked at the gun captain steadily. She saw something complicated in the man's eyes. Luo didn't know how to express her determination, but since he said so, he must have his reasons. Luo looked at the gun captain with tears in her eyes: "Brother, I will listen to you in everything. I don't know where America is. It must be a long way. Brother asked me to wait, and I will wait for you all my life!" The gun captain gently stroked Luo's delicate face: "Silly Luo, I will be back in no more than two years. I still have a family and a career here. I can't leave it behind. Don't worry. Tonight's night bus goes directly to the provincial capital. I will take you on the bus, and then you can take my letter to find someone. Remember, don't talk to anyone on the way, and don't trust others until you meet the person I ask you to meet. Everything is arranged by him." Luo nodded. The gun captain didn't dare to look any further. Every move of this woman revealed simplicity and tolerance. If she hadn't been forced to this point, I believe she would live in that small village forever.
The gun captain found the hotel's special letter paper and began to write to Wu Wenbing, asking her to arrange for Luo to work at Tianyuan Company and teach Luo how to live. He thought about it and thought that no one would know his whereabouts after Luo left, so even if Wu Wenbing wanted to betray him, he could do nothing. But intuitively, he believed that Wu Wenbing would definitely treat Luo well!
That night, the gun chief gave A-Luo 5,000 yuan and told her not to wander around. When she got to the station, she should take a taxi to the address written on the letter. He reminded her again and again. Finally, A-Luo told him the whole story. The gun chief was relieved. The ethnic groups in the border areas were honest and would not hide anything. A-Luo thought that she was about to leave the gun chief. She didn't care whether others saw her or not. She hugged the gun chief tightly. She didn't know what love was, but the gun chief was her support. The gun chief didn't move, nor did he reach out to hug A-Luo. He felt a little funny in his heart: I have become a TV protagonist. Damn, it's a good thing that A-Luo is pretty, otherwise she would be laughed at. He looked around and saw a few people glancing at him from time to time. The gun chief patted A-Luo on the back: "Okay, the car is about to leave. Go, wait for me in the provincial capital, remember what I told you!"
After seeing Luo off, the gun captain returned to the hotel and packed his luggage: two sets of spare clothes, two storage cards, three ID cards, a phone book, a compass, a map book, a newly bought watch, a flashlight, a few pieces of compressed bread, a water bottle, cold medicine, anti-inflammatory medicine, a tourniquet, gauze, cotton, a small bottle of alcohol, painkillers, a small machete made by the local ethnic group, which can be tied to the waist, and all kinds of miscellaneous items, just enough to fill a backpack.
The reason why the gun captain sent A'Luo away was that he felt that buying a car was a dead end. It was probably impossible to travel by road within the province. There was no waterway and there was no way to travel by air. Once A'Lu left, the gun captain could go into battle alone. He could fight or run as he pleased. Anyway, this area of several hundred square kilometers was covered with tropical rainforests. If he could just go in, no one would be able to smell his fart.
After 11 o'clock in the evening, the gun captain put on his backpack and went to check out. The waitress was very surprised. Check out now? The gun captain didn't care about her surprised look. The gun captain now had a headscarf on his head, a light cowboy outfit, and hiking shoes on his feet. He looked very fashionable and energetic. After the waitress returned the remaining money to the gun captain, she smiled and said, "Welcome next time!" The gun captain was itchy and reached out his hand. The waitress had to reach out her hand and shook it with him. Just as she was about to take it, the gun captain pushed the returned money, which was more than 200 yuan in a big red, in front of her: "Your attitude is really nostalgic. This is a tip for you." Staring at the other person, the waitress's face was burning. She was in a panic and didn't know what to do. She was held by the gun captain like this, unable to take it, and didn't know what to say.
The gun commander smiled and said, "Goodbye, beautiful and lovely girl!" After letting go of her hand, she turned around and left gracefully. After the gun commander left, she came to her senses and cursed, "You're crazy!" Looking at the money in front of her, she thought this person was really strange. He gave her a tip for no reason. If he wanted to give, he should give it to the person who cleaned the room or helped with the luggage. But it seemed not bad. It was a good thing to have an income. Just as she was about to put the money away, the gun commander turned back.
Seeing the gun captain coming back, the waiter was stunned for a moment. The gun captain laughed and said, "You called me a psychopath, I want to take back the two hundred yuan!" After that, he really reached out and took back the two hundred yuan bills, leaving only a few dozen yuan in change. The gun captain twisted his mouth and said evilly, "What's your phone number?" The waiter shook his head like a fool, feeling extremely ashamed and angry. The gun captain put away the money and laughed again, "If you scold me again, I will complain about you!"
The gun captain really left this time, because he didn't hear the waiter scolding again. He thought about going to the small western-style building, hehe, to see if the woman was alone tonight? He made up his mind and walked briskly towards the small western-style building that night. When he got outside the yard, he saw that the lights upstairs were still on. The gun captain concentrated his hearing and listened carefully for a while. After making sure that there was no one nearby, he jumped over the wall with a whoosh, and then jumped up to the second floor. There was no one in the bedroom. The gun captain heard the sound of water running in the bathroom, and he probably was taking a shower.
The gun captain thought to himself, "We are all wanted criminals anyway, and we all look like Long Chengfei, so what should we be afraid of?" Thinking this way, he was even more determined to do something bad. What should he do? Hehe, that woman has such a good figure. If I don't do it, I can just hug her and sleep with her. If I don't touch her, it won't work. But if I move, something will definitely happen. Forget it, just take a few peeks and touch her later to satisfy your craving.
He slipped to the bathroom window outside the house, held onto the eaves with one hand, and looked towards the exhaust window. The woman's hair was wet and stuck to her chest, her body was flawless white, and she was now tilting her head back and closing her eyes, slowly enjoying the impact of the hot water. The gun captain felt his nose getting hot when he saw her. Damn, it's really killing me. There are beauties in this kind of place too. He swallowed quietly, feeling conflicted. Should I fuck her?
Just watching the woman rubbing her breasts and back, she almost fainted when she bent down. When the people inside turned off the water and started to wipe the water stains, the gun captain flipped out like a cat, carrying his backpack and ran away! He kept cursing himself in his heart, how could he peek at someone taking a bath? Even if he did, he couldn't just run away. I've been a rapist before, so do I need to rape her again? Is it necessary? He looked down on this idea in his heart. Raping a woman is a painful and happy thing. Oh, no, it's better not to rape her. I'll remember this place and I'll definitely grab this woman and have sex with her in the future!
His escape plan was simple. He would just leave here, head towards Guangxi, and then go to Hong Kong! When he got to Hong Kong, he would get a new ID card and spend some money on plastic surgery. Then he would have a different identity. Hehe, he would deal with Zhao Shiguo when he came back!
From the beginning of this journey, the gun captain walked eastward along the villages and mountains, and could cover nearly a hundred kilometers every day. After a week, the gun captain's physical fitness had basically reached the best condition. He could not bear the first two days, but then he slowly got used to it. He thought to himself that since I came out of prison, I have not strengthened my physical exercise except practicing Tai Chi. This time I originally planned to escape but ended up in such a situation. He had no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery along the way. That day he arrived at Napo City in Guangxi, which is a small county town. The gun captain went in and found a small hotel to take a hot bath, changed his clothes, had a good sleep, and started the journey again. Starting from here, he would have to cross almost half of Guangxi to reach the seaside. Then he would find a stolen boat to Hong Kong and he would be done!
After entering Guangxi, the gun captain became a little bolder. He found that he looked dark and thin. Although he had just changed his clothes, the color of Long Chengfei's mask was also changed by him.
The next day, he woke up in the hotel. It was just before six in the morning. The gun captain jumped up, washed his face and brushed his mouth. He heard the roar of the truck outside starting . He was moved and ran out with his backpack on his back. He asked the drivers one by one: "Is there anyone going to Qinzhou?" A driver driving a Jiefang truck was going there to transport seafood. The gun captain saw that the man was fat, with a big fat belly, a beard, and messy hair. It was estimated that he had a big belly from years of transportation. The gun captain smiled at him and said, "Master, what's your name?"
The fat man spoke in a voice like a broken gong: "My last name is Lu, people call me Fatty Lu, are you going to Qinzhou?"
The gun captain said with a smile: "My last name is Chen. I'm going to Qinzhou for a trip. Can you give me a ride? I'll pay for the meals on the way!" Fatty Lu said with a smile: "Why do you mention that? I have another passenger seat. Look, in the car, Fatty Yang..." A big fat head with messy hair stuck out of the window. The gun captain almost burst out laughing. This pair of partners is really a perfect match, two fat guys... Hefei! The gun captain waved to the man named Yang, took out a cigarette and handed it to him: "Master Yang, I'll go to Qinzhou with you." Fatty Yang nodded. He probably didn't sleep well last night and looked tired.
Fatty Lu squatted on the ground for a while, then said to the gun captain, "Brother Chen, get in the car! Let's go." After that, he snorted and spat out a bunch of green spit, and the gun captain's scalp went numb. Fatty Lu handed an extra-large teacup to Yang, then climbed into the cab from the back, grunting, and the gun captain jumped into the car right after him.
Fatty Lu took two breaths and said to Fatty Yang, "Go to the back and sleep. I told you not to do it last night, but you insisted! Will you die if you don't do it?"
Fatty Yang said with a lewd smile: "Look, that bitch is new here. I can't sleep without her." The gun captain asked: "Didn't you notice there was anything for sale here last night?"
Fatty Yang said proudly: "This brother doesn't know that you are from another place, so they usually won't call you. We are old acquaintances of the boss here, so it's good for you to know this about me." Fatty Lu's fat body trembled and he started the car. Without turning his head, he cursed: "It's enough to do it once, you have to squeeze yourself dry!"
Fatty Yang said, "Lao Lu, why don't you try it next time? Don't just blame me, that woman has her own tricks!" The gun leader asked curiously, "Which tricks? Tell me about it, big brother."
Fatty Yang laughed loudly and said, "Fuck her, this bitch can shrink. She said it's called milking. Once you squeeze, you'll get the goods. I was squeezed by her three times. I came late yesterday and didn't sleep well." The gun captain licked his lips and said, "Can she really squeeze? Oh, that's terrible, she can squeeze." Fatty Yang patted the gun captain on the shoulder and said, "Brother, your body is not good. When you get to Qinzhou, I'll introduce you to someone who can shake."
Fatty Lu laughed and scolded for a while, and the three of them started their journey chatting and laughing. Fatty Yang finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell on the small bed at the back and snored. Fatty Lu told the captain some interesting stories about sports cars along the way, which made the captain itchy. Sports cars are great. You can go everywhere, do whatever you want, and there are some new things that others don't know.
Fatty Lu had a loyal admirer like Gun Chang, so he was full of boasting, talking about the underworld, the white world, and the demon world. When Gun Chang pretended to casually reveal that he longed for Hong Kong, Fatty Lu laughed and said, "What's the difficulty? There are boats in Qinzhou, and you can get there in one day. If you want to go, I can help you find a boat." Gun Chang was delighted and said, "That's great! I just don't know how much it costs?"
Fatty Lu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know someone who knows me. It's winter now, and the sea is very calm. It only costs a thousand dollars at most to go to Hong Kong. Just make an appointment with them when you come back."
The gunner nodded and said, "Well, I must see this for myself. I'll trouble Brother Lu for help then." Seeing Fatty Lu yawning continuously, the gunner smiled and said, "How about I help you drive for a while? The roads are all oiled now, so you can just give instructions from the side."
Fatty Lu looked at the gun captain in surprise: "You can drive?" The gun captain said with some pride: "I have driven a car for several years. It's not that my wife is getting a divorce and she is making me upset, so I ran out to go for a walk alone." Fatty Lu nodded and said: "Brother, you live a carefree life, but we can't. Now transportation doesn't make money, it's hard work, you come, I'll help you watch."
The gun master rubbed his hands and jumped over, thinking, I just treat this as a big pickup truck. Fatty Lu didn't turn off the engine and watched the gun master's movements carefully. The gun master was a little nervous, thinking that he must not be looked down upon. He gently tapped the accelerator with his toes, shifted gears and released the clutch. The start seemed very smooth. Fatty Lu nodded and said, "Brother, your movements are a little stiff, but you can drive. You drive, I'll watch."
The gunner excitedly stepped on the accelerator and drove forward. Fatty Lu laughed and said, "Relax, brother. Don't be so nervous. It seems like you haven't driven for a long time. Do you like driving?"
The gunner turned his head, then quickly stared ahead and said, "I've liked it since I was a kid. It's been a while since I've driven one. Haha, it feels so good to drive a big truck!"
It was not until noon that, under the guidance of Fatty Lu, they entered a small restaurant, called Fatty Yang, and the three of them started eating!
